Azeroth Trail of Light

The battle on the Angasa battlefield is in full swing. Relying on Dalaran's stronger and more violent firepower support, the coalition forces have gained an advantage in the frontal battlefield for the first time. They are advancing slowly but without stopping. Under the bombardment of the large-scale magic explosions continuously thrown by Laran's charged magic circle, the unstoppable flow of darkness is being broken through bit by bit.

Like a walnut being slowly cracked open by a heavy hammer, the road leading to Angasa from the ground is being cleared bit by bit.

There is no doubt that the coalition forces have become excited. When you are on a large battlefield with tens of thousands of people, you can't control your emotions on your own, and you can only passively follow the large army forward, forward.

The elite knights led by Mograine and Old Fording have become a veritable firefighting team. Where they are needed, they will rush there. In the most intense place of battle, the Draenei heavy thunder elephant cavalry who rejoined the battle almost It is non-stop running over the battlefield of natural disasters, but this kind of charge is not for breaking the enemy, but for defense!

Hard to imagine, isn't it? But the fact is that the path cleared by the Thunder Elephant Cavalry will be refilled by the surrounding undead in less than 10 seconds. The moving darkness blocked the way forward.

The weight of the horses and knights could no longer cope with such a scene. They could only advance with the infantry. The artillery positions in charge of the dwarves and goblins failed five minutes ago, not because the undead raided there.

It is because the barrels of more than 130 large engineering field guns are overheated, and there is a risk of explosion if they are fired again.

Those short dwarves and goblins threw the water pumps into the wells used to get water in the camp, pumped out the icy groundwater, and sprayed it crazily towards the red gun barrels. Such actions would undoubtedly seriously degrade the artillery. Precision and safety, but right now, let precision go to hell.

Even if you shoot with your eyes closed, each shell will take away hundreds of undead, but even this killing efficiency is not enough!

"Third Squadron takes off!"

On the crude airport, rows of engineering aircraft made of wood and steel are taking off from the ground at the speed of birds homing. All the moving things are captured by these little engineers, even including those wounded soldiers.

An orc soldier was still wearing a bandage in his hand, and he was sitting cramped in the narrow aircraft. He held the mine thrower of the aircraft awkwardly, and the dwarf with the flying hood next to him threw him a hood amidst the sound of gunfire. yelled at him,

"Listen, I'll be in charge of the driving, and when I say flip it down, you flip that thing off, understand?"

The orc nodded, and the next moment, the red flag in front of the aircraft fell, and the dwarf stepped hard on the special control panel, and the entire aircraft flew forward amidst the sound of rattling vibrations, and then the orc screamed in horror. In the sound, it slanted into the sky.

A few seconds later, the dwarf pilot's voice sounded amidst the unpleasant black smoke and strong wind,

"Hey, big man, let me count!"

"3"

"2"

"1"

"Pull it down!"

The orc controlled his arm with the last ounce of reason, and he slammed down the handle. The next moment, amidst the dwarf's happy screams, it was as if a gully had opened under the large aircraft, and a black bomb Continuously sprinkled from it, along its flight path, plowed out an S-shaped curtain of flames on the ground.

The orcs wearing goggles looked at the undead line of defense that was completely blown apart in the rising explosions and flames, and couldn't help roaring excitedly. Around this weird team, at least they were flying at the same time. Thirty dwarf bombing aircraft and goblin small airships, and the smaller and more flexible dwarf combat aircraft followed the formation of griffins and wyverns, constantly clearing the entire sky of gargoyle opponents.

This battle is not only a battle of courage in the civilized world, but also the opening battle of engineering miracles that have never been paid attention to before. own edge.

Alsace is also observing this battle, his eyes no longer have that kind of freehand and relaxed, even though he still thinks that the undead will not be defeated just like this, but since the undead has been completely separated into three parts On the Angaza battlefield, he vaguely felt that if this continued, he might face a real defeat.

The separated undead will be defeated, Angatha will fall, the gate to Icecrown will fall into the opponent's hands, and his kingdom of the dead will become a closed cage

The word "close the door and beat the dog" jumped into Alsace's mind, and the next moment, he was enraged!

"Bastards! Don't you! Don't you want to defeat death!"

The King of Death will not allow failure to happen to him. He is sitting on the throne, holding Frostmourne in his hand. At this moment, his will spreads around the entire Icecrown Citadel. The next moment, all wandering in this wilderness The ice-blue undead fire of all undead in the southernmost point is activated, whether it is a huge natural disaster behemoth, or a construction giant like a barbaric giant, the lowest level of ghouls, silent and cold death knights, and even the sky parading ice dragon.

All creatures, all Alsace's subordinates, and all the dead souls around the entire Icecrown Glacier, all marched towards the gate of Angaza with one will.

Walking and galloping quickly, a tide of death is formed.

"You came across the entire world, at the expense of yourself and others, just to open this door?"

Alsace's deep voice resounded in the entire battlefield, every soldier who was fighting fiercely, and there was a special shocking sound. The next moment, the Lich King's voice became vicious, like the last beating turning point,

"You want to challenge death? Do you want to face death?"

"Let me help you!"

"Boom"

Under the will of Alsace, the dust-covered black door that seemed impossible to open was slowly opened at this moment. The door of Angaza was like the mouth of darkness opened by a giant beast, with sharp and staggered steel The gate was the tooth of the monster, and now, the mouth is open!

An icy blue light glowed in the open gate of Angatha, and there was the sound of shambling running and stomping the ground.

Undead!

The tide of darkness rushed out from the gate of Angasa Cave once again, and the number is endless!

Old Fording and Mograine had a round and saw the open gate in the distance and the dark turbid stream spit out from the monster-like gate. The eyes of the two met in the air, and two brilliant lights lit up.

Ten minutes later, the Scourge of the Undead, supported by the new force, once again took the absolute initiative on the battlefield. They began to counterattack, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Alsace's mouth.

What he holds in his hands is the most powerful force in Azeroth, and what stands behind him is the eternal existence of death, who can fight against him?

Angasa will become the last graveyard of these fools who defy death, and he will also reap a truly powerful dark army, and everything will be better.

The Lich King chuckled, and with a light wave of his left hand wearing the dark blue gauntlet, the Angasa gate that opened slowly closed again. As long as he is not willing, no one can break through this gate!

But at the moment when the gate of Angasa was completely closed, and at the moment when the undead in the southernmost part of the Icecrown Glacier were driven out, the sky-shattering explosion sounded from another place. Alsace turned his eyes to the ice The location southeast of the Crown Glacier,

"Echo Valley!"

Alsace's body stood up abruptly from the throne, and he could see more clearly. In Echo Valley, the southernmost point where the entire Icecrown Glacier and the Storm Peak meet, in the valley surrounded by the dark city walls, a lunatic Legions of dwarves are wreaking havoc there.

"Damn! When! When is it!"

Alsace was almost going crazy. Just now he thought that the defense of the entire Icecrown Glacier was infallible. What happened in Echo Valley was like a slap in the face. That lifeless face It was full of ferocity and madness.

"What time is it!"

Muradin didn't care about Alsace's surprise. When he learned that the undead forces in the southernmost part of Icecrown Glacier had reached the lowest point in history, he decisively launched a surprise attack.

The giant black iron drilling machine drilled through the frozen ground and sent the first batch of dwarven heavy armored soldiers to the ground. When they began to charge, Muradin personally led the rest of the troops and rushed out from the secret tunnel of the frost dwarves. The situation where ten thousand dwarf warriors charge together is amazing!

The bombs thrown by the dwarven cannons and musketeers set off a storm of flesh and blood on the frozen ground, and the continuous impact of the furious dwarves. The undead staying in the valley of echoes are not the real elite. How could it block such a strong attack?

The entire Echo Valley was turned upside down almost instantly, and those earth spirits who started to block the entrance of Echo Valley almost at the beginning of the raid, obviously, this was a planned attack!

"Don't think about it!"

Arthas let out a low growl, and Frostmourne's sword pointed straight at the position of Echo Valley. Icecrown Glacier was covered with his soldiers, and these dwarves were bound to be crushed to powder in the continuous impact!

He never doubted this!

But the next moment, the empty response from the spiritual world made Alsace suddenly come back to his senses. Just ten minutes ago, all the undead in this area had thrown into the battlefield of Angaza, unless he brought the Icecrown Fortress with him. The death of the dead rushed to Echo Valley in person, otherwise it would take a full 20 minutes for the undead closest to Echo Valley!

In 20 minutes, these crazy dwarves can clean Echo Valley twice!

He has no soldiers to use, he has been tricked!

"Hehe. Good plan. Good strategy. Let the tiger leave the mountain!"

Alsace let out a deep laugh, his eyes turned back to the Angaza battlefield where the fierce battle was still going on, he seemed to see the mocking smiles of Old Fording and Mograine, he took a deep breath, Frostmourne suddenly pointed to the center of the glacier, where Ymirheim, the gathering point of the Jurdin Vikul, was also the strongest army under Alsace, and it was also the one closest to Echo Valley Legion.

"But if that's all it is... you're doomed!"

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